26.02.2013 - 26.03.2013 20 °C
Sunshine and no wind—that means hurry up and relax. Muriel and I went for our semi-regular morning walk around the peninsula and got pleasantly hot along the way. I am still nursing a bad back but am at the point that I can push it a bit and do our 5 kilometer circuit as long as I can find a place to sit down halfway around. With the beautiful views it is no hardship to sit on a rock and rest the back muscles for a while.
Half of the peninsula is covered with villas and a smattering of small hotels and apartments and the other half is still relatively untouched. In the natural areas that are covered in shrubs and some grass, the locals bring their sheep, goats and cows to graze for the day. We came across one woman sitting along the road watching her flock of sheep. It was wonderful see. We greeted her and she gave us a warm reply and rattled off some sentences in Turkish which we had no hope of understanding. Undeterred, she pointed to the sky and waved at the ocean and made us understand that she was saying what a beautiful day it was. It was nice to see that it is not just Canadians that resort to talking about the weather to get a conversation going. I just didn’t think Turks on the Mediterranean coast, where they see up to 300 days of sunshine a year, would be the ones with whom we would share this trait. It is amazing what kind of things you discover when you travel.
When we got home, we happily made our way down to our seaside patio. After less than an hour within a few metres of the water, the temptation became overwhelming. We just had to take a dip in the sea. It was nowhere as cold as our pool but it was not quite the 20 degrees plus that it is from April to November. Several minutes was all we needed to satisfy our yearnings. Abby chose to skip the sea water altogether and took a dip in our much chillier pool.
The kids did some more coursework later in the day while Muriel and I read. In the evening, perhaps as a result of my cold swim, I yearned for a warm winter drink. I had picked up a carton of salep from the store. It is a traditional winter drink made from the flour of tubers related to the orchid family. It is often served laced with cinnamon. I found the drink to be quite delicious and Abby was somewhat partial to it as well. Hannah and Muriel found the flowery taste (it does smell like orchids) difficult to take. They also had difficulty with rose flavored Turkish Delight. For some people a flower by any other way but smell just isn’t as sweet.
Just another great day in our Turkish paradise.